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[selfconcept]

Gay baby jail #2.

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[insinning]

[ Sinclair blinks and ducks his head to hide his smile]

...ten year olds tend to be like that. It's annoying.

[ It probably doesn't touch on how angry Sinclair has become about Lily, but that is not the time or place.

A physical DPS, huh...?]

I wonder...if he's the flick reaper who wielded twin blades. If it took awhile for his data to take shape, then...

[selfconcept]

Yeah. Children are annoying, but that's because they don't know any better. And since they don't know any better, they're annoying to deal with.

[ Anyway, Hien gets out a pencil and paper and does a quick sketch. He can draw?? Yeah, looks like he can. ]

He looks like this...

[ This is as far as the quick sketch goes before Hien drops the paper and pencil on the floor. ]

[insinning]

[ Sinclair reaches down to pick up the pencil and paper. Ah]

You're really good at drawing... Am I allowed to share this? With my guild at least?

[selfconcept]

[ There has to a reason why Hien just dropped the pencil and paper. When Sinclair looks back up, Hien has a hand over his face. The bandages that were wrapped around so tightly around his entire face start bleeding through the gaps from the top of his head, dripping down.

Hopefully Sinclair got a really good look at the art, because the pencil? It fizzes out of existence from Sinclair's hand. The paper with the sketch on it? It does too. The room known to the players as a jail rumbles and distorts.

There's a pulse that rings throughout the entire space--a heavy oppressive energy as if gravity has just increased tenfold, but it doesn't hurt Sinclair. It just makes it harder to move.

Chunks of the dark room starts to fall apart, revealing loads of static behind the supposed crumbling drywall. The small craters get deeper and deeper until they resemble actual craters that are at least three meters deep. Deeper and deeper, into the black abyssal void.

Perhaps Sinclair can get the idea that the supposed jail room is linked with Hien's status, whether physical or mental... either way, the ceiling caves in. Before anything can hit Sinclair, he'll fall inside a very wide portal beneath his feet.

He'll find himself back in Mac Anu, where the sunset is best viewable, just like before. ]

[insinning]

[ Ah.

He opens his mouth to call out in concern. But it's too late. Suddenly he's back in Mac Anu, back where Hien once placed him.

Oh.

He looks out at the sunset and moves to head down.

Time to go back to Moon Tree.]